Ugh, one ull day of typing later...
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Chapter 13
Late Monday Afternoon
"Hey, can you tell me if this tickles?" I asked to the back of a Vampire.
He turned around and sprouted his fangs, just before the swing of my sword cut him off. Or rather, cut his head off.
"What no answer?" I asked and looked down at the head. "Suit yourself."
I continued to walk down towards the main room, where I heard several voices. And where all those voices suddenly stopped, until it was silent.
I paused and gripped my katana, waiting and listening for something to happen. I heard the wind swish behind me then feet hitting the ground. I spun my arm around to swing at the Vampire, but he caught it in mid-swing.
I used my left arm and punched him under the rib-cage, but it did little to nothing. Instead he swung my arm, and body, under making me flip onto my back. He climbed on top of me and showed his fangs. I grabbed the bottle of dead-man's blood from my boot and stabbed it into his neck, stalling him. I rolled out from under him, grabbed my katana, stood up, and sent him to Purgatory.
Before I could do anything else a Vampire fell from the ceiling and latched onto my back and neck. I gripped his hand around my throat and stumbled backwards, ramming him into the wall. I flipped him off of my back and onto his, then started walking toward him with my sword.
He kicked my legs out from under me and I went toppling down on my side. He jumped up and kicked my stomach, making me fly into the wall. I started standing again but he came at me and sent kick after kick into my rib-cage.
I grabbed his leg, after I heard one of my ribs crack, and yanked it, sending him to the ground. Holding my stomach I got up and dashed for my sword across the room. The Vamp was starting to get up, so I lunged for the katana. As soon as it was in my hands I rolled onto my back and slashed his head off, just as he was lunging for me.
Out of the corner of my eyes I saw four others paring off and splitting towards where one of the brothers was waiting. But that only made up seven Vamps and there were at least eight.
I stood up and clutched my stomach with my un-sworded hand. Walking into the main room I saw three cages with humans inside, and a Vamp guarding each cage.
I sighed and gripped my katana tighter, letting my stomach go so I didn't show too much weakness. This was not going to be fun.
"Looks like someone threw a party, it hurts me to think that I wasn't invited." I said, walking to the closest one.
It turned toward me and basically hissed, showing its unimpressive fangs. I waved my hand in front of my nose and coughed.
"Girl you need a breath mint."
That did it.
She came charging towards me at full speed, but I didn't do anything to stop it. Why? Because I saw that the others had come running in and were on their way to freeing the people.
Sam held one in place to help Olivia aim, and she hit it perfectly. Dean tackled the other to the ground and kept it there until Maria had the head clean off.
The Vampire hit me full force, jarring my ribs. She pushed me into the wall, literally. We fell into the other room with her landing on top of me with her surprisingly heavy weight. My breath left my lungs with a painful oof.
But that didn't matter to her. With her fangs still out she dove for the rook of my neck and bit into it. I felt some of my blood leave my veins, just before she pulled back screaming, her mouth sizzling. I smiled and shoved her off me.
"Ever chug dead-man's blood, bitch?" I asked and held up an empty vile. "Cause I have." I grabbed an extra knife out of my boot and sawed her head off.
When I was done I held my neck to keep the blood from really flowing and stepped through the hole we had created to get into the other room.
I saw that Maria and Olivia were helping the victims out of two of the cages, while Sam picked the lock of the third. Grabbing my katana off the floor- where I had dropped it when she hit me- I walked over to them, breathing sharply so my ribs didn't hurt as much.
"Hey, you good?" Dean asked, wiping his machete off on a body.
I nodded. "I'm fine. How are the girls?"
"It was a little iffy at first, but they got the hang of it." He said, watching them tend to the people, more like watching Maria but still.
"That's good, I hope. I'm not turning them into me, am I?" I asked, getting worried.
Before the girls had found out about who, what, I am they were more of the 'damsel in distress' type. But ever since I had put them in danger, they've changed. I never really thought about what consequences could come from me having friends, normal friends.
"No, they can never really be, like you. They've actually had a childhood where the monster in their closet doesn't exist. Where there's nothing under the bed, and where the dark is empty. All you've done is told them the truth about the dark. Showed them that there is no such thing as an apple-pie life."
"But that's what I want them to have, an apple-pie life where they're innocent children again. I want them to have a life where I never existed. Where the monster is in the neighbor's closet, not theirs."
"I hate to say it, but they might be better off if the monster was in their closet. At least they would be able to do something about it, save a few people. They've had their innocent childhood, but now they know how to save others'."
I turned and studied Dean, when he caught me looking he raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"When did you become Mr. Sensitive?" I asked.
He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Hey, are you gonna take my words of wisdom or not?"
I smiled. "Yeah, I will. Thanks Dean, but if we ever have another Martha Stewart moment I'll egg your car." I warned.
"Hey, don't bring Baby into this." He said, pointing a finger at me.
I rolled my eyes and walked to the girls. I heard them explaining to the victims what to do and say once they meet with the police. Maria turned to me and saw my hand pressed against my bloody neck.
"Holy crap! What happened?" She asked walking towards me.
"I chugged some dead-man's blood and let a Vamp suck the poison from my veins, no biggie." I shrugged.
"Uh, big biggie. Is that a Mackenzie sized hole I see?" Olivia asked, pointing at the wall I fell through.
"Yep, she drove me through it. Stop worrying about me. Let's get these people out of here and go home, I'm tired."
"Maybe you wouldn't be so tired if you hadn't-" Olivia started.
"Shush!" I said and swatted the grinning girls away.
"So what else did you get beside the Vampire bite?" Sam asked, walking over to me.
"Cracked, possibly broken, rib. Nothing I can't handle." I answered.
"Yeah well, Cas should be able to fix you up once we get back. The people are getting picked up by the ambulance soon so we need to go."
"What about the bodies?" I asked.
"Dean's picking 'em all up now, we're gonna burn them outside."
I nodded. "Great. Let's roll, this blood is starting to get uncomfortably sticky." I said, pulling my hand away from my neck for a second to inspect it.
"We're good to go Sammy." Dean called, walking back into the room with the girls trailing behind him.
"Then let's roll." I said and walked out the door.
As it turned out, Castiel was stuck somewhere doing angel type things or something, because he wasn't answering our calls. I shrugged it off, I could live with a broken rib.
I had said good night to the girls and left their room, stopping by the boys to see if we had another case.
"Not yet, but I'm sure once we get back to Bobby's he'll have one ready for us." Sam had told me.
I nodded and let them be, walking to my room that was away from everyone else's. Once I was inside I took a warm shower, watching the blood go down the drain. Once I was as clean as I could get I got out and wrapped my torso in bandages.
It was a tiring day, I was yawning like crazy during the ride back to the motel. So as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.
Third Person
As the hunters slept, the monsters were hard at work. Not only were there Vampires in town, but Djinn as well. Although, the Djinn had been living there peacefully for years before the Vampire nest ruined it.
Gabbi knew that the so called "Katie Ride" was a hunter, one of the best hunters around. And her "husband" reeked of angel. Jared had confirmed it when he reported seeing them disappear out of thin air out back at Uncle Joe's earlier that evening.
Gabbi had seen her go into room 30 about twenty minutes ago. She knew the red head was alone, since all the other hunters she was with hadn't followed her inside, and her angel hadn't answered their calls.
Jared said he would stay outside and keep watch for Gabbi, after all, it was her parents the red head had killed all those years ago. With Jared at the door, Gabbi unlocked it and stepped in quietly.
Walking towards the sleeping figure she rolled up her sleeves, letting her blue tattoos make their way down her arm.
Gabbi and Jared weren't the regular run of the mill Djinn, they fed off fear, and boy did she reek of it.
With her glowing blue eyes and tattoos the Djinn grabbed the red head's arm. Mackenzie woke up and screamed as the poison made its way through her system, but all too soon she was passed out.
Gabbi smiled and pulled away, leaving a blue hand print. Just as she turned to walk out of the room Jared came in.
"The others heard her." He said.
"Let's go, we don't need four hunters on out tail." She said then went to the bathroom and climbed out the window, Jared following right behind her.
By the time the others got to room 30 it was empty, the only thing in there was the girl whose insides were turning to mush.
"Holy shit, Mackenzie!" Olivia called when she saw her friend.
The girls ran to the bed while the brothers cleared the rooms.
"Whatever it was, it went out the window." Dean said, exiting the bathroom.
"What is that?" Maria asked, pointing towards the blue handprint.
"She's burning up." Sam said, pulling his hand away from Mackenzie's forehead.
"Crap." Dean said.
"What?" Everyone else questioned hastily.
"It's a Djinn, one of those special sons of bitches. She's reliving her worst fear in her head and if we don't stop it she'll be jello." Dean said.
The brothers looked at each other before saying "Dream root."
Sam ran out to the car and a couple minutes later came back with a jar filled with weird yellow liquid. Dean took it, put a couple pieces of red hair in it, and gulped almost the entire thing down.
"What will that do?" Maria wondered.
"It'll make him go into her dream, help him get her out." Sam explained.
"Yeah but I have to go to sleep fast, so someone's got to hit me." Dean said.
Sam stepped forward and punched him in the face. At most, Dean staggered backwards.
"Come on Sammy, is that all you'v-" Dean started but was cut off when Olivia upper-cut him, making him pass out across Mackenzie's legs.
"Nice." Maria said.
"Well someone had to do it hard enough." Olivia shrugged.
Inside the dream
Dean woke up to the sound of arguing. He looked around to find darkness with tiny strays of light coming through what looked like a dungeon window. Getting up, Dean walked towards the outline of a door and peeked his head into the hallway.
He could just make out the conversation, and it seemed like it was only one person speaking; with two personalities. One menacing and one… defeated?
"You can't run from me, I know everything about you."
"You're not real! I saw the Djinn before I went under, you don't know anything about me. You're not real!"
"Oh I'm real dipshit."
"Oh really? Well then prove it, ass-hat."
"Don't try the sarcasm with me, it won't work."
"I know a couple of other things that might work."
"Like selling your soul? Yeah that worked out for you really well. It's not like you were living for anything anyways, so why not? You already feel like your life's a living Hell, why not make it real?"
"You'd better watch it or-"
"Or what? You're gonna kill me like you killed your parents?"
"I didn't kill them, a monster did! I was ten!"
"But you watched them die, just like you've watched thousands of other people die while you stood by the sidelines… doing nothing- and don't give me that 'you can't save everybody' crap either, I know you don't believe it, it eats you up inside.- Anyways, where was I? Oh yeah, after you're entire life don't you think you would get tired of watching people suffer? Nope. You're standing by the sidelines again while your friends watch you die, and because of them no less."
"Okay, now I'm starting to get pissed."
"But you don't care, why would you? You've lived your life to the point where you're just going through the motions, existing. Only doing it to make your friends feel better. When was the last time you did something for yourself? Never, and that's made you dead inside. The only reason you haven't blown your brains out yet is because people are counting on you."
"Stop-"
"But what's gonna happen once you're in Hell? The girls might get themselves killed from revenge, all because of what you taught them. And what about all the people who will die because you're not doing your job, huh? All because you put your feelings in front of everyone else. You were selfish, weak, stupid… Pathetic"
"Don't."
"But you know what's even better than that?" There was an ironic, evil laughter. "You're gonna become, one of the things you hunt. You're gonna kill the people you usually save, and it's all your fault."
"No!"
There was a giant thud then muffled sounds of fighting.
Dean quickened his pace and found a closed door at the end of the hall. He was just about to open it when something slammed against it, causing it to break apart. He jumped back as a red head fell on her back on top of the broken door.
She was a mess.
Her hair was matted to her face with sweat and blood. She had a split lip, and several small cuts over her face and body. There was dirt covering her clothes, it must have been one hell of a fight.
Then an exact copy of her, only in better shape, stood in the doorway with a smug smile on her face. She lowered her stare at Mackenzie and grinned, eyes flickering black.
"You can't run from me, you can't escape me. You're gonna die, and this is what you're gonna become!"
Her eyes turned back to normal as she continued with a smirk. "I'm what you'll turn into after you're in the pit. And judging by how tortured your soul already is, I'm guessing it won't take long. Hell, your friends might even be able to see you like this before they die. And who knows, you might be the one to 'gank' them."
Mackenzie stood up slowly, and painfully, until she could spit out the blood in her mouth. Dean doubted she even realized he was there, otherwise she might not have let herself look so weak, so defeated. The fire in her eyes were gone, the 'this doesn't faze me' posture had been torn down to nothing. Almost like her will to keep going was finally out.
"Now I don't know about you," Dean stepped in. He saw the surprise on Mackenzie's face, both of them. ", but I think that's a load of bullshit."
Demon Mackenzie raised her hand and Dean went flying into the wall, but he kept pushing.
"I know what you're going through, I know what this does to you. But I also know what it does to the people you love, I've been in their shoes too. You can't give up now, you have to show them that you're not scared."
"That's what I've been doing my entire life! I've never been able to think of myself, do what I want. I had to put on a brave face with my parents and tell them that everything was gonna be okay. That it wasn't their fault I had this life, that I wouldn't want any other one. I've told hundreds of people I was going to save them and that they had nothing to worry about; when I knew it was too late for them. I've put on too many brave faces Dean, I'm so tired."
"That brave face doesn't come off until you're dead, you know that! This is your life, a hunter's life. You're not done until you're dead."
"Six more days to go." The Demon reminded them. "Then you'll be broken to the point of no return." She smiled.
"I've been to Hell, and I've come back. Never once have I stopped trying, never once did I break so bad I couldn't be fixed." Dean commented.
Mackenzie looked from him to her Demon, then she saw a Demon blade on the floor a little ways away from her. But she didn't move to get it yet, she was so tired of fighting.
"Red, listen to me. You won't become that, you won't become what you hunt. We'll get you out-"
"You just don't get it do you?" The Demon said. "She doesn't want to get out of her contract, if she does her friends are screwed. A little too sappy for my taste but that's what happens when you let people into your life. You get soft, life was so much better for you when you were living on the streets. Wasn't it, Red?"
Mackenzie looked away at the memory, Dean turned to her in surprise. The Demon quirked an eyebrow and looked between the two.
But before she could say anything Mackenzie scooped up the Demon blade and plunged it into the Demon's heart.
"I don't let people into my life." She said. "They become my life." She twisted the blade and watched as the body flickered orange before it dropped dead.
Dean was released from the wall and dropped down to the ground.
Then they woke up.
Mackenzie's POV
My eyes opened and I found three worried faces hovering above me. I felt weight on my legs and sat up to see that it was Dean. He blinked awake and stood up and held out a hand for me. I thought for a second and decided to take it.
Once I was up he took on a sort of, pain expression. "I'm sorry, I-" He was cut off when I punched him in the cheek. His hand automatically went up to his face. "Ow. What the hell was that for?"
"That was for apologizing, and this..." I grabbed Maria and shoved her into his arms. "Is for saving my skin." I smiled despite myself.
He grinned and wrapped his arms around the small, surprised girl. "I think this worthy enough." He joked.
Maria pointed at me- with her arm still around Dean, mind you- and smiled. "I'm going to kill you."
"You're not the first to try, and you definitely won't be the last." I pointed back at her.
"Speaking of which." Sam said. "What was that all about?"
I sighed and combed my hair back, wincing as I jarred my cracked ribs. I had completely forgotten about them.
"A long time ago, like eighteen years ago, I was working a Djinn case that involved an entire freaking family of them. A mom, a dad and a daughter with her cousin."
"I didn't even know Djinns had cousins." Olivia said. I smiled ironically.
"Neither did I. That's why I almost lost."
"You. You almost lost? But how can Miss. I-can't-lose, lose?" Maria asked.
"Watch it, sir." I warned "I was twelve and didn't have a hou-" I paused. "I didn't have a Carol, or the training I have now. Like I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted." I glared at the smiling Maria.
"I was able to locate the Djinn's house and wait all freaking day until they came home. The parents were the first to arrive and they weren't easy to take down, it took about half an hour and two broken ribs. I had taken the mother down and was working on the father. That's when a school bus pulled up in front of the house. Two children came running into towards the house. The father flipped his shit, said that they didn't know what they were yet. After all, they were only seven years old. I couldn't take it anymore so just as I lowered the knife into his chest the door burst open with smiling, happy children. Once they saw me they screamed, but I couldn't do it. They had never hurt anyone before and they weren't much younger than me. So I ran and never looked back. I never thought that could come back to bite me in the butt"
"So now what, do you know who they are?" Sam asked.
"Yeah I know who they are, Castiel and I met them again today. Its Gabbi the front desk girl and Jensen from a restaurant downtown."
"Where is that little nerd anyways?" Olivia wondered.
"I don't know, last time I saw him he seemed distressed. He'll come when he can, he's got a life too." I shrugged.
"Are we gonna gank these bitches or not?" Dean asked.
"Definitely, I'm not making that mistake again. But first we need food." I rubbed my stomach and stood up. "Nobody lays a finger on my pie." I warned.
I went to the mini-fridge near the kitchen and got out my chocolate pie, and luckily for me it was still there, all of it. Grabbing a fork I started to dig in.
"Hey, shouldn't we pretend you did die, just in case they're watching us to make sure they're work is done?" Maria suggested.
"Yeah! I could finally practice my nonexistent acting skills!" Olivia fist bumped the air.
"Oh come on, I'm sure they're not that bad." Sam said.
The girls and I shared a look while I snorted. "Trust me, she needs the practice. But if you ever need anyone to write a poem, she's your girl." I smiled.
"I'm especially good at Haikus." She pointed out.
"Prove it." Dean said.
She cleared her throat and took a dramatic pose.
"Welcome to this hell. The valley of what has been. Only death lies to quell."
"See, we told you, you're good at things." Maria said.
I paused and looked at the floor, setting my pie tin down, it being more than halfway gone already. I felt as if her Haiku had slapped me in the face. Nonetheless I looked back up, resisting a sigh, and cleared my throat
"You guys leave the room all 'sad-like and I'll get ready. Once we're done with them I think we should check in with Carol and tell her everything is fine and that nothing bad has happened."
The girls nodded and started to walk towards the door when my phone rang. They stopped and turned towards me expectantly. I held up my finger and pulled my phone out of my pocket. Flipping it open I answered it.
"This is Agent Ride."
"Ride?" A man answered. "Is this the right number?" It seemed like a question meant for someone in the background. I guess it was because another voice answered him.
"It should be, that's the number she gave us."
I sighed as I recognized their voices.
"Ed? Is that you." I asked.
"Depends, is this the one I seek?" He asked suspiciously.
I sighed. I've been doing that copious amount of times lately.
"Yeah, it's me. Get to the point Ed."
"Right. Sorry. Um, we found a case and we need your help, like now."
"Oh and make sure to bring your friends!" That same voice from before called.
"Alright, we're on our way, text me the address. And tell Harry to calm his pants!" I hung up and put my phone in my pocket again.
"What's going on?" Maria asked.
"The Idiots need our help again. You guys go pack and I'll call Carol to have her send someone for the Djinns. And girls?" I asked before they left.
"Don't forget to dress appropriately, especially you Maria. You know how Harry gets."
They grumbled but left nonetheless. The brothers turned towards me curiously.
"A couple of years ago I was handling a case about a woman in white and a motel. I met these two idiots who were trying to find the ghost, with little knowledge of these things, and they almost got themselves killed. I gave them advice (as in I told them to go back to playing star wars) and my number in case they needed my help."
After I finished explaining I started packing my own bags. "Are you coming with us?" I asked.
They shared a look and nodded. "Wouldn't miss it." Dean said then left to get ready with Sam.
I packed the last of my things and sat down for a second, finally letting my dream sink in.
"You can't run from me, you can't escape me. You're gonna die, and this is what you're gonna become!"
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